Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Chapter 94 Zhao Jinmai's Guilt

effective!
I got the attribute.

Hey, why are there only Zhao Jinmai’s attributes?

What about Yang Chaoyue’s?
I originally wanted to take advantage of the attributes of two people at once.

He turned his head to look at Yang Chaoyue.

When I saw the clear and wise light in Yang Chaoyue's eyes, I knew that what I was talking about was beyond the scope.

Yang Chaoyue currently doesn’t know much grammar, and doesn’t even know interrogative sentences.

"What about this one?" Zhao Jinmai pointed to question eight.

"Choose A."

"What?"

"The test is about object clauses and attributive clauses. Object clauses follow the transitive verbs, prepositions, and adjectives of the subject, while attributive clauses follow the modified nouns, pronouns, or antecedents."

Zhao Jinmai suddenly realized: "That's the truth, you are quite capable."

After explaining a few more questions, Jiang Yang still couldn't find the attributes. He was too lazy to teach anymore: "Leave the rest to Chaoyue. If you continue, your mother will come."

"Sister Chaoyue? Is it okay?" Zhao Jinmai shrank her neck and asked Yang Chaoyue.

May I?
Yang Chaoyue's eyebrows slightly raised.

She also wanted to know if she could do it.

Jiang Yang smiled and said, "Chaoyue has graduated from junior high school, and he can write your English test with ease."

"Yes, I can!" Yang Chaoyue replied.

Zhao Jinmai raised her eyelids slightly, the corners of her mouth turned up, and her eyes were fixed on Yang Chaoyue.

This sister is obviously a good student.

When I go to McDonald's to eat without my parents supervising me, I will consciously write down English words from memory.

Her English grades must be really good: "Then Sister Chaoyue, I'll leave it to you! Hehe."

Yang Chaoyue stood with his back straight and his shoulders slightly drooped.

Take the test paper, examine the questions carefully, and use your fingertips to apply force when holding the pen.

Treat it as the college entrance examination.

Either frowning slightly or looking confused.

Write what you can write, and guess what you can’t write.

2 minute later.

Zhao Jinmai operated Jiang Yang's mobile phone and the clearance sound effect rang out.

She flipped her phone screen to show Jiang Yang and patted her thigh: "Look, look, I passed the level."

"Sure you can."

"Your meal is ready, give me the burger."

"Why are you in such a hurry? If you have the ability, just pass it again."

The announcement of meal pick-up sounded over the radio. Comparing the numbers on the receipt, it turned out to be the meal Yang Chaoyue had ordered earlier.

Jiang Yang stood up and went to the front desk, picking up the food tray.

Three burgers, three Cokes, French fries and popcorn chicken.

Turning around, he saw Zhao Jinmai smiling at him: "Another level passed! This level requires using special effects to remove the stone pillars. This will increase the elimination efficiency. Come on, I'll teach you."

Show your gums when you smile.

It is indeed not as good-looking as a fake smile with the corners of the lips deliberately kept curved.

But sweet and bright.

It is a smile from the heart, a happy smile.

Jiang Yang also laughed.

Children's happiness is easily satisfied, and a simple mobile game can do the trick.

He sat back in his seat and looked at Yang Chaoyue.

Yang Chaoyue stared at the test paper carefully and attentively, counting back and forth on the four options of the multiple-choice questions with the tip of his pen, as if he was calculating the probabilities.

Zhao Jinmai opened the hamburger box that Jiang Yang handed over.

The aroma of butter wafts into my nose.

The burger has two beef patties, spread with black pepper sauce, and topped with lettuce, cheese slices, and bacon.

It's my favorite burger.

Even now, it is still a little unbelievable that the sister opposite helped me write my English test, the brother opposite played mobile games for me, and even treated me to a hamburger.

All of this is achieved through my own hard work, thanks to my high level of playing Candy Crush!

They are friends I make based on my own strength.

"Then... did I really eat it?" Zhao Jinmai swallowed hard.

"Eat, eat. Do you want a Coke?"

"want!"

Zhao Jinmai reached out to take the Coke, but her hand suddenly stopped: "My mom doesn't let me drink Coke because she's afraid I'll gain weight."

"Where's your mother?"

"Phone call outside."

"Is that the one wearing all black? His facial features are very similar to yours." Jiang Yang looked up at the door.

Zhao Jinmai nodded vigorously, not daring to look back: "Yes, yes, yes!"

"She hasn't come in yet, so don't worry about eating. But when she comes in, I'll warn you: eating a hamburger without a Coke is too greasy."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah! When you eat a hamburger, you have to drink Coke. Anyway, my mom doesn't know."

Zhao Jinmai took big bites of the burger in revenge.

The upper teeth sink into the fluffy bread dough, feeling a slight elastic resistance, followed by the sound of the crisp lettuce breaking, and finally the surge of gravy.

The aroma of meat explodes in your mouth.

She squinted her eyes involuntarily and her throat rolled up and down.

I reached for the Coke cup, and the crisp sound of the straw breaking through the ice was particularly pleasant.

The soda washed over the tip of the tongue with a stimulating coolness.

Carbon dioxide bubbles popped in Zhao Jinmai's throat, causing the hairs on the back of her neck to stand up.

The controlled taste buds are finally liberated.

Happiness, joy.

Without my mother to control me, I can do what I want.

Similar things have been done before.

Hiding in the stairwell, eating spicy strips and chewing gum like crazy.

I used my pocket money to buy milk tea, and after drinking it, I hid the cup in my neighbor's trash can.

At the same time, I know that this happiness will end when my mother comes back.

Short, precious, and filled with guilt.

Jiang Yang took a bite of his hamburger, dipped some French fries in ketchup, and helped Zhao Jinmai keep watch.

It feels like when I was in school and my classmates were copying homework and I was helping to keep watch.

I am already thirty years old, but I didn’t expect that I would still do such childish things.

Zhao Jinmai and Jiang Yang were chatting about some happy and interesting things.

Let’s not talk about filming, let’s just talk about school.

Talk about which classmates show signs of premature love.

Chat about who is the best at playing Happy Match in the class.

The ending tone of the speech is always rising.

Once he started talking, he couldn't stop and laughed until his teeth were showing.

I haven't talked about this with my parents for a long time.

It's rare to find a stranger willing to listen to her nonsense.

Sometimes stray cats and dogs can understand all your secrets, and your family will only make you reflect more on your reasons.

"Nice to meet you guys. What's your QQ number? Can I add you on QQ?"

There is a high probability that you will not encounter it in real life in the future.

It’s nice to be an online friend.

"Sure!" Yang Chaoyue tore off a piece of draft paper and wrote his QQ number.

Looking at the long string of QQ numbers, Jiang Yang was a little dazed.

I remember that before adding netizens for the first time, I would repeatedly modify my personal information and change my age to 18.

I haven’t used QQ for a long time. After I started working in my previous life, I used WeChat.

I have more and more friends on WeChat, but fewer and fewer people I can talk to.

There are 5000 people in my WeChat contact list, but the emergency room can call less than 3 of them.

The most active teammate in the gaming guild, his signature changed to "This account has been inherited" at some point.

One day, the anti-cancer blogger account I followed on Weibo stopped posting any updates.

When I was a student, I would actively click on other people’s avatars on QQ to send a message “Are you there?”. After I started working, I passively sent a message “Received” in the WeChat group.

Just as he was about to reach out to take the note with Zhao Jinmai's QQ number written on it.

Suddenly something felt wrong.

I won’t become yellow-haired, right?
Zhao Jinmai, who was brought up with strict family education and had a confused cognition, did things that her parents did not allow.

Suddenly I understood why the class teacher was so strict on guarding against young people from society.

If my daughter meets someone like me when she is a student in the future, I will want to kill her.

Maybe in the future I will use the same tone as a parent and tell my daughter that everyone on the Internet is a scammer.

Hit by fate's boomerang.

I have become the adult that was most confusing to me when I was a teenager.

Sin ah.

"Sister Chaoyue, your QQ number starts with 3."

Zhao Jinmai took the paper from Yang Chaoyue and raised her upper lip slightly. "The grade must be very high."

"It seems like there are two moons."

"I'm so jealous! My QQ level is only 4 stars, and I registered last year. Your QQ number is awesome!"

"What does it mean, 'Deji'?"

"Dejin is the dialect from my hometown in Shenyang. In Mandarin, it means..." Zhao Jinmai thought for a moment and said, "It means awesome and comfortable. Anyway, it's a good word."

"Oh, I see. It means 'so thirsty' and 'so divine' in my hometown dialect of Yancheng."

Zhao Jinmai didn't understand the two Yancheng dialect words, but was deeply shocked.

She then asked, "When did you register for QQ?"

"It seems to be... junior high school."

Yang Chaoyue smiled and suddenly remembered.

At that time, all the students in the class were competing to see who had the higher QQ level.

I saved my breakfast money to go to a black internet cafe to play games, but ended up having all my MapleStory gear stolen.

When the head teacher smashed the MP3 player, the QQ Love ringtone was still playing in a loop.

Ever since I dropped out of school, I haven't cared about my QQ level.

The busy assembly line makes people numb, and they only think about saving more money and spending less.

Now I have become an adult who can eat hamburgers at will, and I can no longer find the self who could get excited all night long for a three-star QQ level.

Gradually, I gained the adult privileges I longed for as a child. After being beaten by society for a few years, I discovered that the most precious freedom is to be able to continue being a child.

Those classmates who used to play Q Pet Battle often have not been in touch with me for a long time.

Every time I log into QQ, I am in invisible mode.

There are fewer and fewer space updates.

The last post was made during last year’s Spring Festival. The picture was of fireworks from my hometown, and the content was four words: Happy New Year.

The shorter the New Year's greetings, the harder life is often.

I don’t dare to expect to make a lot of money, I just hope I don’t get seriously ill.

The price of targeted drugs outside the medical insurance catalog is equal to the down payment for a house in my hometown.

Families like mine cannot afford treatment when they get seriously ill, so they can only return to their hometown to recuperate naturally.

Or they may believe in folk remedies.

It's not a folk remedy from the Internet. If you search for liver cancer remedies on Baidu, funeral services will be automatically recommended.

It’s a folk remedy from my hometown.

I know it’s not good to believe in superstitions, but I’m seriously ill and want to stay alive, so folk remedies are cheap and affordable.

Once I met a miracle doctor brought by a relative. He was working in a village clinic. The walls were hung with banners and photos of celebrities, and he claimed to cure all diseases.

"Sister Chaoyue, I really hope that my figure can be like yours in the future." Zhao Jinmai said enviously.

"like me?"

"You have such a good figure, haha, so skinny."

Zhao Jinmai realized that she had spoken in her hometown dialect, and fearing that Yang Chaoyue might not understand, she said in Mandarin: "You have a very good figure, very slim."

"My goodness, I don't have such a good figure."

"Very good, much better than mine!"

Ever since she was criticized online for being ugly and fat, Zhao Jinmai has been suffering from appearance anxiety.

The body is still developing.

I don’t know what it will look like in the future.

In the forum, many people posted her childhood photos and compared them with her photos in "Balala the Fairies".

The post in the Douban group recording the decline in the appearance of child stars is my own late-night execution ground.

Many people say that in two years they will become ugly.

Everyone says this, so it's probably true.

"In fact, it only takes 7 days to make your body slimmer." Jiang Yang suddenly said.

"7 days?"

"Just learn PS well in the first 6 days."

"You'll teach the kids bad lessons!"

Zhao Jinmai raised her eyebrows a little unevenly. "Write me your QQ number too. If you have trouble getting through a level in Candy Crush next time, I'll teach you."

Jiang Yang wrote down his QQ number.

Zhao Jinmai's throat rolled over. "Your QQ number starts with 2 and has nine digits! What level are you?"

What level?
Now my QQ level should be enough to get a crown.

It's useless and can't be exchanged for a discount on a cup of milk tea.

Jiang Yang looked at the string of numbers he had written, feeling both familiar and unfamiliar.

A few years after working in my previous life, I found that my new colleague’s QQ number was 11 digits, and I suddenly realized that I had become an old internet user.

By the way, what is your QQ password?

Is it birthday or ID number?

I have such a stupid brain. I don't know when I forgot the QQ password that I used to skip classes by climbing over the wall and entering it skillfully by muscle memory in the Internet cafe.

At the same time, we also lose the young heart that can be excited about virtual achievements.

Jiang Yang raised his eyes, looking past Zhao Jinmai and towards the arched glass door of McDonald's. "Let's talk later. Your mom has hung up the phone and is about to come in. Wipe your mouth. There are grease stains from the burger."

The smile on Zhao Jinmai's face disappeared completely.

A physiological response of radar-like alertness.

He quickly returned the phone to Jiang Yang and swallowed the hamburger with force, choking in his throat.

Put the remaining burger half back into the box.

After taking a few sips of Coke, he moved towards Jiang Yang's seat. After calling out "Sister Chaoyue," Yang Chaoyue immediately reacted and returned the test paper to Zhao Jinmai: "The accuracy rate may not be very high."

"It's okay, Sister Chaoyue. This is the Huanggang volume, it's difficult to begin with."

Seeing that the multiple-choice questions had been completed, Zhao Jinmai felt much more at ease.

The grease stains on the hamburger were wiped off hastily, but the bubbles of the cola were still dancing on the tip of the tongue.

Don't dare to cross your legs.

I could already hear the sound of my mother's high heels walking towards me.

Footsteps etched into DNA.

Zhao Jinmai put her knees together, shrugged her shoulders slightly, and leaned her neck forward unconsciously.

The well-behaved sitting posture is more standard than military training.

I waited anxiously for my mother to come and check my homework.

My brief moment of rebellion, measured in minutes, is over.

Jiang Yangguang knew from looking at Zhao Jinmai's condition that Hu Lin must be controlling Zhao Jinmai very strictly.

Female teachers usually pay close attention to children's academic performance.

What's more, Zhao Jinmai's father is also a teacher.

Children in dual-teacher families often have good academic performance.

Most of my childhood was spent with exercises.

Seeing Hu Lin coming, Jiang Yang knew that he could no longer gain any attributes from Zhao Jinmai.

Otherwise, if I chatted for a while longer, Hu Lin might really think that I was the guy who was trying to seduce her daughter.

Simply.

Get some attributes from Yang Chaoyue.

"Didn't you understand the interrogative sentences and antonymic questions I just talked about?" Jiang Yang put away his phone and asked Yang Chaoyue.

"I don't understand."

Yang Chaoyue's eyes quickly scanned Zhao Jinmai's test paper, glancing at the question. His eyebrows raised asymmetrically, and his brain froze.
"I don't understand a thing."

Zhao Jinmai and Yang Chaoyue are not on the same level in terms of learning efficiency.

Zhao Jinmai is quick to learn and can acquire attributes quickly, but the number of times she acquires them is small.

Yang Chaoyue had a poor foundation and was a slow learner. Although he was slow in learning the attributes, he learned them many times.

Jiang Yang tried to explain it more simply: "Interrogative sentences begin with "what," "when," or the particles "do," "is," and can be used directly in affirmative or negative sentence structures. Antonymous interrogative sentences are composed of a declarative sentence followed by a short rhetorical question. They follow the principle of "affirmation first, denial second," or "denial first, affirmation second." Do you understand what I mean?"

There was a clear light flashing in Yang Chaoyue's eyes. He nodded solemnly and then shook his head quickly.

"What does nodding mean?"

"What I mean is, I know and understand all the words you said."

"Shake your head?"

“When you put them together, I don’t understand.”

Jiang Yang held his breath and covered his forehead.

Failure of knowledge transfer

I understand why teaching poor students is particularly exhausting for teachers.

When I was teaching my grandfather how to use a mobile phone, I found that he had created several WeChat shortcut icons on the desktop without knowing why.

Jiang Yang still doesn't know how his grandfather did it.

I demonstrated Excel formulas to a colleague, and three minutes later he quietly took out a calculator.

How to teach this?

I am not a professional teacher.

I really want to pull Zhao Jinmai’s mother over and let Hu Lin teach Yang Chaoyue directly on the spot.

In order to grasp the attributes, he continued to teach patiently, while holding a pen, writing example sentences on the draft paper:

"Interrogative sentences require complete answers that directly address the core of the question. For example, does she speak French? This question has two possible answers: yes, she speaks, or no, she doesn't. Antonymous interrogative sentences..."

Yang Chaoyue studied very seriously. Whether he could learn it or not is one thing, but at least he studied very seriously.

He has a particularly good attitude towards learning.

The subject of English emphasizes basics, grammar, and vocabulary.

Yang Chaoyue has an attitude towards basics, grammar, and vocabulary.

It seems that some of my classmates are the same.

The writing in the notebook looks like printed material, and the test results look like QR codes, and no one can scan the contents.

The book of wrong answers is getting thicker and thicker, but every time I get them wrong they are new types of questions.

Going crazy.

After Hu Lin finished the call, she pushed the arched glass door open and came in. Instead of sitting directly next to Zhao Jinmai, she stood behind her for a while.

He examined and appraised her with an expressionless face.

I found that Zhao Jinmai was indeed writing the English test paper seriously.

Hu Lin suddenly felt a little guilty.

My daughter is so obedient, why should I watch her so closely?

Sometimes I feel that my daughter’s life has no freedom because I am in control of it, and I feel bad for her.

But there is nothing to do.

I can't be like other low-income families who ignore their children's academic performance and believe that their children will have their own blessings.

As a teacher, I understand that without connections or family resources, the college entrance examination is the only chance for ordinary families to change their destiny.

Now that I have helped my daughter embark on the path of acting, she has another opportunity to change her destiny, which is to take the art exam.

As a mother, the only thing I can do for my daughter now is to help her focus on both art exams and college entrance exams.

Even if it means that my daughter will have no freedom, even if she will hate me, I have to be cruel.

When my daughter grows up, she will understand my good intentions.

Every word I say to my daughter is for your own good, not for her present, but for her future.

"Oh my daughter is amazing! She finished all the multiple-choice questions in the time it took me to answer a phone call? She even finished the Huanggang test so quickly, even better than those top students in the key classes... She's so rare, come here, give me a kiss!"

Hu Lin bent down and kissed Zhao Jinmai on the cheek.

What Zhao Jinmai felt was love quantified by performance.

She lowered her head and looked at the exercises on the test paper.

The little hand carefully put the notes written by Yang Chaoyue and Jiang Yang into the pocket.

I can’t let my mom see me adding strangers on QQ.

My mother only allows me to play with classmates who have better academic performance than me.

Hu Lin glanced at Jiang Yang and Yang Chaoyue who were sitting opposite her.

Before, there was only a girl sitting opposite me, but now there is a boy.

The boys were explaining English grammar to the girls, and the learning atmosphere was very strong.

It has greatly improved my daughter’s problem-solving efficiency.

The pick-up number lights up on the LED screen.

Hu Lin went to the front desk and picked up the packaged beef burgers.

Watching Zhao Jinmai eating happily, she said earnestly, "My dear, I know you like this, but if you eat too many hamburgers, you'll gain weight, so I'll let you have just one."

"It's okay, Mom." Zhao Jinmai said cheerfully.

I had already eaten half of the one Jiang Yang bought.

Eating one more now is just enough to fill my stomach.

Zhao Jinmai continued, "Coke is too sweet, I won't drink it! Mobile games interfere with my studies, I definitely won't touch them!"

"My daughter is so sensible!"

Hu Lin nodded in satisfaction: "Did you have fun today?"

"Good luck!"

Zhao Jinmai looked up: "Mom, I'm getting old!"

My favorite beef burger, ate it
His eyes narrowed as he smiled, his teeth showing, his chin tilted forward slightly, and his breathing was brisk.

When she met Hu Lin's scrutinizing gaze, her smile froze.

The upward curvature of the mouth corners is lowered and the mandible is retracted.

Create a fake smile that shows only your upper teeth.

Hu Lin finally smiled. "You have to control your expression. Remember this at all times. Do you understand, girl?"

Zhao Jinmai glanced at Jiang Yang and Yang Chaoyue opposite her.

I didn't pay attention to what they were talking about.

Jiang Yang covered his forehead and sighed, while Yang Chaoyue smiled brightly.

Zhao Jinmai's breathing became shallow.

I am so envious.

Unlike me, I have to smile in a way that my mother likes.

Zhao Jinmai took a deep breath before speaking, gave a nice fake smile, and lowered her voice: "Mom, I understand."

"Let's go back to the hotel."

Zhao Jinmai packed up the test papers, put on her schoolbag, stood up and left with Hu Lin.

He pushed the door open and looked back through the glass door in the direction of Yang Chaoyue and Jiang Yang.

I noticed that the two were not chatting.

Jiang Yang held the pen in his hand and tilted his head to look at himself.

Yang Chaoyue rested his elbows on the metal table, supported his chin with his palms, and looked at himself.

See yourself looking over.

Both of them sat up straight, smiled, raised their hands, and waved gently to themselves, saying goodbye in the reflection of the glass.

Zhao Jinmai's breathing became short for a moment.

Immediately waved in response.

I don’t know the name of the brother who is terrible at playing Candy Crush, I only know that the academically proficient sister is called Chaoyue.

Is your surname Chao and your name Yue?
A very rare surname.

Never see you again.

I played mobile games that my mom didn’t allow me to play, ate hamburgers that my mom didn’t allow me to eat, and drank cola that my mom didn’t allow me to drink.

During the short rebellious time of just over ten minutes, my mother did not allow me to laugh.

Very satisfied.

As we walked further away,

Zhao Jinmai took Hu Lin's arm and said, "Mom, I will study hard and act well, so that you won't worry about me in vain."

"My daughter is the best."

Zhao Jinmai put on the fake smile her mother taught her, trying hard to show what her mother expected, and looked back again.

The glass door of McDonald's is more reflective.

The appearance of Jiang Yang and Yang Chaoyue became blurred.

I could vaguely see my own fake smile reflected in my face.

Dignified, proper, sensible, and unfamiliar.

……

In McDonald's, Jiang Yang continued to explain the grammatical issues of interrogative sentences and anti-interrogative sentences to Yang Chaoyue:

"Interrogative sentences must be punctuated with a question mark. In interrogative sentences, the statement part uses a comma, and the interrogative part uses a question mark. Do you understand?"

"why?"

There was a glint of wisdom in Yang Chaoyue's eyes.

Jiang Yang was so overwhelmed that he slumped in his chair.

He looked numbly at the grammar points he had written on the draft paper and scratched his head hard.

Why is it so difficult to master this English attribute?

I felt powerless trying to explain to my grandma why WeChat voice messages couldn't be forwarded.

"Brother Yang, I'm so stupid, I'm sorry."

Yang Chaoyue's breathing was slow and slightly trembling: "I would also be annoyed if I met a stupid student like me."

Brother Yang wants to improve his English performance.

I worked so hard to get into university.

It’s so painful to watch.

"It's okay, it's okay. I didn't explain it well. Take your time and you'll learn it eventually."

Of course Jiang Yang wouldn't really blame Yang Chaoyue.

I don't have the qualifications.

Besides, I have taken so many attributes from Yang Chaoyue, so I am the one who got the advantage.

There are important reasons why Yang Chaoyue learns slowly and drops out of school too early to enter society.

The sunshine of education never shines equally on everyone.

At the same time, Jiang Yang is arguing with the system this time!
This attribute must be grasped.

No one taught Yang Chaoyue this knowledge point, so I’ll teach it myself!

"Let's go, Chaoyue, go home and explain it to you slowly. If it doesn't work, I'll start from the beginning when Pangu created the universe. I'll teach you eventually."

"Who is Pangu? Why did he create the sky?"

Hear the words.

Jiang Yang's eyelids drooped slightly and his vision went blank for a moment.

Yang Chaoyue's knowledge is too narrow. Even though he is a few years older than Zhao Jinmai, his current cognitive level is obviously lower than Zhao Jinmai.

He has an ominous IQ but a kind heart.

At the same time, this is also good news. There is a great opportunity to gain attributes from Yang Chaoyue.

……

Ten p.m.

Yang Chaoyue sat on the sofa on the coffee table, leaning forward slightly, looking at the densely packed example sentences written by Jiang Yang on the draft paper in front of him, and suddenly realized.

The corners of her mouth tightened and then relaxed:

"Brother Yang, I think I understand the key point. In English grammar, an interrogative sentence is a sentence that directly asks questions and seeks information, and ends with a question mark. An interrogative sentence is attached to a declarative sentence, first stating the fact and then asking a question to confirm it, and ends with a comma or exclamation mark."

[Under your guidance, Yang Chaoyue's English grammar has improved. You have received feedback, and your English grammar level has increased by +1.]

Jiang Yang's breath sank into his abdomen and he put down the pen in his hand.

Finally consumed the attributes.

It’s worth it that I’ve almost worn out my lips.

In the future, I will make Yang Chaoyue talk to me until her lips are worn out and she can't speak, like she is injecting nucleic acid.

Jiang Yang applauded Yang Chaoyue from the bottom of his heart: "Chaoyue, you have made progress."

"Really?"

"The boss is really proud of you. You should consolidate your knowledge and do some related examples. I can't stand it any longer."

Every time I teach Yang Chaoyue some knowledge, I can feel the teacher’s hard work.

If it weren't for the attributes that can be gained, I really couldn't bear it.

Jiang Yang got up and went to the bathroom to wash up when Yang Chaoyue called him: "By the way, Brother Yang, is there anything special about that girl at McDonald's today?"

"You think she's special?"

"No, I just think you don't take the initiative to chat with others. I've never seen you play the game Candy Crush."
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ps: Please give me a monthly ticket.

Thanks to Crazy Aoh for donating 666 starting coins, the instant noodles were immediately upgraded to a deluxe version with sausage and egg.

(End of this chapter)